Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Only Blood

I want to put a knife through their chest,Writhing cutting all the way in.'Have you no heart ?', they cryThe knife cuts through shallow skin,The knife runs through thick flesh,The knife is purgation from this bad blood.Their screams , their blood streaks , my smiles , my calm.I go deeper to rip their heart out,But there is none- their heart is long gone-much before mine.